PEROLZ some fresh air
volume 7
PEROLZ
winter
BREATH
No harsh is what it seems to be: the sea of wet grass, the forest path shrouded in deep gray clouds, the mud under your feet. In your lonely valleys, on the single path, where you do not easily fit in even alone, you're seeking for the way meter by meter as your clearing breath mixes the allcoating vapor. There's the sunny side under the twirling yellow leaves in your footprint.
ZEMPLÉN TRAIL the challenge
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We have chosen a variable route in Zemplén by going along which you can try yourself. Navigational skill, stamina, endurance, and teamwork can all be tested. Course A starts at Regéc and returns here after criss-crosses through 65 km of Zemplén hidden beauties, with 1900 m+ ascent. In course B the starting point and possible basis is Regéc again, from where 36 km and 1100m+ of experience is waiting for you. Your way will be monitored by eagle owls, stag beetles, mouflons, beech and birch trees, the streams running together with you. The course is meandering on marked trails, you can train here individually or in groups, in the company of your friends – opponents are not waiting for you except yourself.
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TEA FOR YO U
IN SILENCE WITH NATURE
LOOKING
HIGH TATRAS at the
Innumerable and unbreakable ties connect me there, childhood memories repeated year after year, tastes and smells, flashing images that change can not either overwrite or obscure. For a change there is as anywhere else. The only thing that brings a wistful nostalgia in me, is the almost complete absence of the pine forest. I’m trying to visualize there where it was, but it’s hard. As if I was walking in The Road by McCarthy. Above, if you climb a thousand meters higher the mountains are unchanged. Just do not look down. The bare feet of hills, stripped of their green skirt is an infinitely sad view. At the beginning of the tour, it didn’t cause a problem, for a very long time we were in the clouds. Even when I did not expected we reached the sunshine above the clouds, and it was as if you were flying – a nice reward for the many hours of uphill marsh. Clouds swam away downhill, it was slowly getting dark and the last hour and a half we had to put on our headlamps. But above, on the top of the mountain the scenery was amazing as long as it lasted.
I had never been high mountain hiking in winter before, I had not heard about crampons, before meeting Perolz team it was absolutely unimaginable to me to amble somewhere in a mountain after getting dark. Since I trust them blindly from the very first moment, their unquestionable experience and knowledge, delicate tactile attention, I surely do not worry about anything. I do not ask much, and it works, if I knew what is waiting for me, I might not start. However this way new experiences wait for me each time, I learn from them and about myself. Come if you can, whatever will be the next destination. Such a weekend is an energy bomb, even in this sluggish winter: since the weekend I’ve been on the top, somehow it has given power to weekdays – the movement, the experience, the different, the outside, the ups and downs, the good company, and last but not least, the Saturday night dinner. I’m looking for the next time. written by ZELNICE
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PEROLZ some fresh air
www.perolz.com WINTER 2015